Chapter 480

That night, Jeremy had a rare dream. In the dream, he saw a young Melody timidly walking past the alley near his house. She looked small and fragile and even more pitiful than the stray cats by the roadside. Jeremy was never the type to feel sympathy for others, and he didn't like getting involved in other people's problems either. But when he saw her trembling in fear, something in him stirred. He stepped forward and pulled her away from the crowd. After that incident, he began timing when she would pass by. Every time, he found a new excuse to wait there on purpose, just so he could walk her out safely. He just didn't want to see her cry. As a kid, Melody had been scrawny and plain. Everytime she held back her tears, she looked as if she had been wronged. Back then, she wasn't even called Melody Wardolf. She was just "Melody." Jeremy kept repeating that name in his mind. In the dream, the young Melody gradually overlapped with the woman she was now. The same pure eyes, and